Chapter Thirteen: The Three Thousand Great Worlds

  He couldn't help but take a few curious glances at the thick "Three Thousand Great Worlds".

  After a while, he shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect that after 5,000 years, the Xianmen is still the overlord of the Xiuxian realm! Alas! One of the true disciples of the seven doors of the Immortal Path can easily destroy your Red Dust Sword Sect with a flip of their hand! You must work hard to cultivate, otherwise, your beautiful Shifu sister, if she is fancied by one of the true disciples of the Xianmen, I'm afraid your Red Dust Sword Sect will become a puppet sect!"

  Zhang Hao also had some worries in his heart, but at this time his eyeballs were attracted by the depiction inside.

  Three thousand worlds are arrayed in empty space like the number of grains of sand in the Ganges River; the three thousand worlds are merely a name given by practitioners to each of the great worlds.

  Separately having......, looking at one by one unfamiliar world name, Zhang Hao's blood was boiling.

  This book of Three Thousand Great Worlds only briefly introduces other worlds with a few hundred words, roughly outlining the population, major dynasties, and cultivation sects of each great world.

  Inside is a detailed introduction to the world of Fengshen, after all, this book of 3,000 worlds was compiled by the cultivators of the Fengshen dynasty. The following catalog has a lot of Xian Tao knowledge that Zhang Hao urgently needs to make up for now:

  "Boundary of Cultivation"

  "The Imperial Court Under Heaven"

  "Legal Instrument Classification"

  "Dan medicine cognition"

  "Xian Dao Qi Men"

  "Mo Dao Zu Shi"

  "Three Saints of the Demon Path"

  "Tianxia Baoge"

  "Beyond the Domain of Stars"

  "Underground World"

  "Endless Return"

  "Ruins of the Ancients"... Zhang Hao gazed at the directories one by one, his mind surging with excitement. This was a vast and expansive world, hundreds of times larger than the world he had lived in before.

  Zhang Hao read for dozens of lines and looked at it for five hours. He finally had a slight understanding of this world.

  Compared to the Seven Gates of Immortal Path, the Red Dust Sword Sect is just like a mountain peak of a true disciple's family, many formidable true disciples' mountain peaks are far more luxurious than the Red Dust Sword Sect.

  The true disciples of the Red Dust Sword Sect eat "Blood Mushroom!" once a month, while the "Hundred Year Lotus Seed!" and "Ninth Grade Spiritual Valley Rice!" are used to feed spiritual beasts every day.

  Alas! Zhang Hao thought and wailed at the same time.

  In the world of Fengshen, many practitioners have experienced the dangers and hardships of cultivation. Only Golden Elixir stage cultivators can enter this realm, which includes the Small Thousand Worlds and the Great Thousand Worlds.

  Those who have surpassed the Split Spirit Realm cannot enter the Small Thousand Worlds, because if a cultivator of the Split Spirit Realm enters, it will trigger the prohibition within and the entire world will collapse and shatter.

  But these small worlds exist within the larger world, and Tianmo Valley is one of the small worlds within the Sealed Divine Realm. There are many such small worlds in the Seven Gates of Cultivation, including the Shanmen Gate, where Tianmo Valley is located. Whether it's the Zhantian Gate or the Wanxiang Island, or the Wolong Gate, there are dozens of transmission entrances to small worlds.

  The disciples of the sect only need to enter the Golden Elixir stage to directly enter and practice, temper themselves from the sect. In many primary small worlds within the sect, the elders will leave behind many emergency transmission arrays to reduce the mortality rate of the sect's Golden Elixir disciples.

  Zhang Hao looked up at the sky and thought, if he could create a small world for the Red Dust Sword Sect, how comfortable it would be.

  Every day, I'll take these dozens of people with me to hunt and kill spiritual beasts, dig for ore, and revive the Red Dust Sword Sect. It's just a matter of time!

  But he quickly returned to reality at this moment.

  Some people sighed and muttered to themselves: "Only those in the Golden Elixir stage can enter, this threshold is a bit high."

  To let all the disciples in Hongchen Sword Sect enter the Golden Core stage before they can go out and gain experience, when can this Hongchen Sword Sect truly rise again? His own cheap master sister seems to have great expectations for him, and Xiaozhi, this little loli, has placed all her thoughts on him, which makes him even more heartbroken.

  Zhang Hao felt somewhat helpless.

  The true disciples of the Dà Mén Pài must cultivate to the Golden Elixir, while the Hóng Chén Jiàn Mén, except for my cheap Shī Jiě who is a Golden Elixir, are all low-level goods. If it weren't for some heavenly decree, this Hóng Chén Jiàn Mén would not have been able to exist for hundreds of years.

  Zhang Hao leaned against the "Three Thousand Great Worlds" and gazed up at the starry sky above his head, he was indeed a little afraid. A palm suddenly slapped down from the void, and the Red Dust Sword Sect instantly turned to dust.

  The cultivators in "Three Thousand Great Worlds" possess divine powers, moving mountains and filling seas, pushing the sun and moon. Just thinking about it makes me feel like a tiny ant that can be crushed by someone's little finger.

  Fortunately, there is a rule called the Heavenly Decree that protects these low-level sects. The Seven Sects of the Immortal Path are not allowed to slaughter these lower-level sects like the Red Dust Sword Sect at will.

  It seems like Guan has seen through Zhang Hao's mind.

  He stroked his chin whiskers and said slowly, "Zhang Hao, do you want to hear the story of the Carefree Emperor? Actually, since I arrived at this Red Dust Sword Sect, I've had a feeling that this Red Dust Sword Sect might be a branch left behind by the Carefree Emperor!"

  Zhang Hao immediately became interested.

  Xiao Yao Emperor was originally just a small thousand worlds Tian Xuan world, an ordinary book fragrance family reader, his mother gave him the name Xiao Yao is hoping he long life carefree.

  "Some people don't respect him, some scold him, and some pity him, but no one doesn't fear him!"

  He was exceptionally intelligent from a young age, with thoughts far sharper than ordinary people. He could see through the hypocrisy and flattery of others, as well as their hidden intentions behind seemingly harmless words.

  Growing up in a family of scholars and aristocrats, he had known from a young age that human hearts can be treacherous, and something that might seem good to others might not necessarily be so for him.

  Since childhood, he has been intelligent and understood human emotions, so his personality has become cold and isolated. He is not very close to his relatives and brothers, so the elders in the family feel that this son is intelligent, but they are worried about his coldness and lack of affection.

  After his birth mother passed away, there were even fewer people who truly cared about him. Day after day, he closed his eyes and read books, not seeing outsiders, and as time went on, he felt lonely and helpless.

  To alleviate the loneliness in his heart and the disgust at the family feud, after reading through the tens of thousands of volumes stored at home, he angrily set fire to all the family's property and left home alone.

  In the game of Red Dust, he wandered for thirty years and gained a unique cultivation method, the Red Dust Carefree True Scripture, and called himself the Carefree Great Emperor.

  From then on, he challenged various scattered cultivators everywhere, but at that time, his name was not well-known, and he could only be considered a nobody. The forces in various places did not really pay attention to him either.

  One year, the Carefree Emperor traveled to a remote mountain sect in the dead of winter to discuss swordsmanship and seek enlightenment. On his way, he passed through Wangchuan Town, where there was a brothel. As he strolled by the brothel, he casually walked in.

  The music by the ear is endless, a girl in a loose dress sits in the arms of a guest, but her eyes are clear as water, without any worldly impurities.

  This young lady is called Wú Chén, a blind songstress.

  The Carefree Emperor couldn't bear to disturb her, so he hastily turned around and walked out of the brothel. However, not having gone far, he turned back again.

  In the solitary street, I gazed at that girl from afar.

  He listened to the warm songs and soft words in that building, looked at the lights in the window, until late at night when people were quiet, all things stopped making noise, and his clothes were wet with snow.

  From then on, he stood alone on the street every night, gazing at the girl in the building from afar, until he received the jade message and reluctantly left.

  Unexpectedly, when the Carefree Emperor returned to the brothel a few days later, Wuchen had already lost her trace.